Our table guest last night was one of Gloucestershire’s finest hybrids, and very tasty it was too.
I had been very good all day so that I could enjoy the event, anticipating that the syns would be off the chart but not perhaps for reasons one might think.
We collected our tickets in the morning and were told everything started around 6.30. Sadly someone had a different clock to us as by the time we arrived (at 6.20), all tables were occupied, and everyone was queuing for their supper.
Hubby went up to escort MSM down, by which time a couple had nabbed some chairs and were putting up their own table for us to join them.
There were over 60 people present, and the meat being ladled on to bread rolls resembled mini mountains. It had all been prepared earlier, with lashings of stuffing and crackling, plus a pot of apple sauce and some jars of mustard and other sauces on the approaching table to the hog servers.
Two of our friends were disappointed as there was no vegetarian option as promised, so they are being refunded in full today. Also noticeably missing were any side salad bowls as we’d had at the BBQ earlier in the year, and we were already aware that we had to provide our own liquid refreshment.
There was no entertainment laid on this time either, but saying that, conversation was fluid, and there was a lot of laughter ringing out across the marina.
The couple we sat with are a little older than us, but the lady is disabled and in a wheelchair. She was a little wary of touching Maggie at first, however, Maggie settled down at her feet, and eventually I noticed a hand reaching out to smooth her coat, then gradually working its way up to stroke her behind the ears.
The smile on her face was radiant, and so lovely to see. We have always said hello when we’ve seen them, but it is only recently that we’ve learnt their names and become really chatty.
That’s just the way it is here. The people making up the boating community are all so friendly, be they live-aboards or not. We’ve got to know most of the boaters now and no-one is ‘in your face’ as everyone respects each other’s privacy.
MSM was funny as she thought we didn’t notice the little bits of meat being ‘dropped’ under the table in Maggie’s direction. We were more obvious of course, and Maggie knew she would get some if she was patient anyway, so she didn’t bother anyone.
I walked MSM home around 9pm taking Maggie with me for a wee. I made sure she was safely inside before turning back and rejoining our friends.
We got back to the boat just after 10.15 for a much needed cup of tea, and I didn’t get to bed until well past 11.
Hubby came to bed after midnight as he was doing a jigsaw puzzle on the computer. It’s a picture of me he downloaded and the software had cut me into 298 pieces!
I have said in previous posts that I am not an avid eater of bread, but we both had 2 rolls last night, and I think that was the problem.
Two rolls equated to 8 syns, and although the meat was lean and tender, it was soaked in juices, so that would all have counted too. And yes, I couldn’t resist that superb crackling!
I’ve had reflux problems for a while now and have to sleep with more pillows than Hubby. When it’s really bad, I have no choice but to sit upright, and that’s what happened last night. With my pillows padded out behind me, I managed to get some sleep but woke up several times having either slid down the bed or with a stiff neck!
Hubby was merrily snoring on as was the dog, so I was careful not to disturb them as I got myself comfy enough for another 40 winks throughout the night.
Unlike the Thai Curry evening a little while ago, I didn’t feel ill, just heavy and bloated, so today is going to be a lazy day with a simple salad and fruit.